Chapter 1702

"This is my wine."

Feng Yi looked at mo'an's shaky fingers. She pointed to the bed for a while and the tea table for a while. Anyway, she didn't point to the wine cup in his hand.

"I don't care! Yours is mine! I want to drink!"

Mo'an's red face was like a cooked prawn, struggling to sit up.

She's so drunk that she can't sit up so easily.

"Dong!" With a dull sound, the empty glass she had held in her hand fell off and fell on the carpet.

Feng Yi did not reach out to help her, but looked at her with a smile from the corners of his eyes and struggled to get up.

He watched it like a play for five minutes, and moan didn't get up and sit.

He tried his best to think about it, but he was exhausted and ended up in failure. Mo'an abandoned himself and couldn't get up at all.

"I want to drink, drink! Brother Yi, brother... I want, I want... Wine."

Mo'an was so drunk that he stuttered.

She also reached out to grab Feng Yi's red wine.

But now she is soft, let alone rob. Even if she sends the wine to her, she may not be able to take it up and drink it.

"Do you really want to drink?"

Feng Yi gently shook the only mouthful of red wine in the glass.

"Yes! I want..."

Mo'an was so drunk that his eyes narrowed, his eyes were loose and misty, and stretched out his hand to Feng Yi, as if he wanted to hold him.

"OK."

After a simple word promised her, Feng Yi Yang's neck poured the wine into his mouth.

“……”

Seeing that he had finished his last sip of wine, moan stretched out his hand and paused.

Subconsciously felt that it was inappropriate for him to do so, but his drunken paste brain didn't react. To stop him, he could only look at him with silly eyes.

Feng Yi didn't swallow the red wine and leaned towards her with his cheeks bulging.

Mo'an, who was lying on the sofa, looked at Feng Yi. His brain had no response at all. He just looked at him bending down bit by bit.

Feng Yi leaned down and hung over her body.

They were very close, looking at each other eye to eye and nose to nose.

Moistening eyes locked her red melon seed face, and the eyes that caught people's heart and soul reflected his face drunk.

At such a close distance, he pressed her in such an overwhelming posture, and Feng Yi gently raised her tender and smooth pointed chin.

His deep and dark moist eyes firmly locked her, and she didn't close her eyes. The loose eyes looked at him foolishly.

He lowered his head slowly, and the sexy thin lips pasted her small attractive red lips accurately.

The tip of his tongue gently pryed open her lips. After her "surrender" without resistance, he slowly put the red wine in his mouth into her mouth.

Mo'an, who was so drunk that she was almost unconscious, subconsciously swallowed the wine that had passed into her mouth.

How can her chaotic and abnormal brain react? What do they mean by such behavior, and it is impossible to judge whether it is appropriate or not.

Feng Yi kept her eyes open throughout the whole process and took all her reactions into his eyes.

Her little drunk eyes really haven't changed from beginning to end. It seems that she is completely drunk.

When all the red wine was in her mouth and swallowed by her, he was still reluctant to leave.

The lips moved and tried to kiss her gently.

Her mouth was small and sweet with the smell of wine, which made him addicted to kissing with one kiss.

No matter how addicted he was, he didn't kiss for a long time, but when he retreated, his eyes were dark and frightening, as if a demon was calling: "do you want more?"